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bout。〃 Instead； having two dads whom I loved forced me to think and ultimately choose a way of thinking for myself。 As a process； choosing for myself turned out to be much more valuable in the long run； rather than simply accepting or rejecting a single point of view。
One of the reasons the rich get richer； the poor get poorer； and the middle class struggles in debt is because the subject of money is taught at home； not in school。 Most of us learn about money from our parents。 So what can a poor parent tell their child about money？ They simply say 〃Stay in school and study hard。〃 The child may graduate with excellent grades but with a poor person's financial programming and mind…set。 It was learned while the child was young。
Money is not taught in schools。 Schools focus on scholastic and professional skills； but not on financial skills。 This explains how smart bankers； doctors and accountants who earned excellent grades in school may still struggle financially all of their lives。 Our staggering national debt is due in large part to highly educated politicians and government officials making financial decisions with little or no training on the subject of money。
I often look ahead to the new millennium and wonder what will happen when we have millions of people who will need financial and medical assistance。 They will be dependent on their families or the government for financial support。 What will happen when Medicare and Social Security run out of money？ How will a nation survive if teaching children about money continues to be left to parents…most of whom will be； or already are； poor？
Because I had two influential fathers； I learned from both of them。 I had to think about each dad's advice； and in doing so； I gained valuable
insight into the power and effect of one's thoughts on one's life。 For example； one dad had a habit of saying； 〃I can't afford it。〃 The other dad forbade those words to be used。 He insisted I say； 〃How can I afford it？〃 One is a statement； and the other is a question。 One lets you off the hook； and the other forces you to think。 My soon…to…be…rich dad would explain that by automatically saying the words 〃I can't afford it；〃 your brain stops working。 By asking the question 〃How can I afford it？〃 your brain is put to work。 He did not mean buy everything you wanted。 He was fanatical about exercising your mind； the most powerful puter in the world。 〃My brain gets stronger every day because I exercise it。 The stronger it gets； the more money I can make。〃 He believed that automatically saying 〃I can't afford it〃 was a sign of mental laziness。
Although both dads worked hard； I noticed that one dad had a habit of putting his brain to sleep when it came to money matters； and the other had a habit of exercising his brain。 The long…term result was that one dad grew stronger financially and the other grew weaker。 It is not much different from a person who goes to the gym to exercise on a regular basis versus someone who sits on the couch watching television。 Proper physical exercise increases your chances for health； and proper mental exercise increases your chances for wealth。 Laziness decreases both health and wealth。
My two dads had opposing attitudes in thought。 One dad thought that the rich should pay more in taxes to take care of those less fortunate。 The other said； 〃Taxes punish those who produce and reward those who don't produce。〃
One dad remended； 〃Study hard so you can find a good pany to work for。〃 The other remended； 〃Study hard so you can find a good pany to buy。〃
One dad said； 〃The reason I'm not rich is because I have you kids。〃 The other said； 〃The reason I must be rich is because I have you kids。〃
One encouraged talking about money and business at the dinner ；table。 The other forbade the subject of money to be discussed over a meal。
One said； 〃When it es to money； play it safe； don't take risks。〃 The other said； 〃Learn to manage risk。〃
One believed； 〃Our home is our largest investment and our greatest asset。〃 The other believed； 〃My house is a liability； and if your house is your largest investment； you're in trouble。〃
Both dads paid their bills on time； yet one paid his bills first while the other paid his bills last。
One dad believed in a pany or the government taking care of you and your needs。 He was always concerned about pay raises； retirement plans； medical benefits； sick leave； vacation days and other perks。 He was impressed with two of his uncles who joined the military and earned a retirement and entitlement package for life after twenty years of active service。 He loved the idea of medical benefits and PX privileges the military provided its retirees。 He also loved the tenure system available through the university。 The idea of job protection for life and job benefits seemed more important； at times； than the job。 He would often say； 〃I've worked hard for the government； and I'm entitled to these benefits。〃
The other believed in total financial self…reliance。 He spoke out against the 〃entitlement〃 mentality and how it was creating weak and financially needy people。 He was emphatic about being financially petent。
One dad struggled to save a few dollars。 The other simply created investments。
One dad taught me how to write an impressive resume so I could find a good job。 The other taught me how to write strong business and financial plans so I could create jobs。
Being a product of two strong dads allowed me the luxury of observing the effects different thoughts have on one's life。 I noticed that people really do shape their life through their thoughts。
For example； my poor dad always said； 〃I'll never be rich。〃 And that prophesy became reality。 My rich dad； on the other hand； always referred to himself as rich。 He would say things like； 〃I'm a rich man； and rich people don't do this。〃 Even when he was flat broke after a major financial setback； he continued to refer to himself as a rich man。 He would cover himself by saying； 〃There is a difference between being poor and being broke。 … Broke is temporary； and poor is eternal。〃
My poor dad would also say； 〃I'm not interested in money；〃 or 〃Money doesn't matter。〃 My rich dad always said； 〃Money is power。〃
The power of our thoughts may never be measured or appreciated； but it became obvious to me as a young boy to be aware of my thoughts and how I expressed myself。 I noticed that my poor dad was poor not because of the amount of money he earned； which was significant； but
because of his thoughts and actions。 As a young boy； having two fathers； I became acutely aware of being careful which thoughts I chose to adopt as my own。 Whom should I listen to…my rich dad or my poor dad？
Although both men had tremendous respect for education and learning； they disagreed in what they thought was important to learn。 One wanted me to study hard； earn a degree and get a good job to work for money。 He wanted me to study to bee a professional； an attorney or an accountant or to go to business school for my MBA。 The other encouraged me to study to be rich； to understand how money works and to learn how to have it work for me。 〃I don't work for money！〃 were words he would repeat over and over； 〃Money works for me！〃
At the age of 9； I decided to listen to and learn from my rich dad about money。 In doing so； I chose not to listen to my poor dad； even though he was the one with all the college degrees。
A Lesson From Robert Frost
Robert Frost is my favourite poet。 Although I love many of his poems； my favorite is The Road Not Taken。 I use its lesson almost daily：
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood； And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler； long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth；
Then took the other； as just as fair； And having perhaps the better claim； Because it was grassy and wanted wear Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same；
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black。 Oh； I kept the first for another day！ Yet knowing how way leads onto way； I doubted if I should ever e back。
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence； Two roads diverged in a wood； and I took the one les